| 1 | I [am] the rose of Sharon, [and] the lily of the valleys. |
| 2 | As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the daughters. |
| 3 | As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so [is] my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit [was] sweet to my taste. |
| 4 | He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me [was] love. |
| 5 | Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I [am] sick of love. |
| 6 | His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me. |
| 7 | I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, till he please. |
| 8 | The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills. |
| 9 | My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice. |
| 10 | My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. |
| 11 | For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over [and] gone; |
| 12 | The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing [of birds] is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; |
| 13 | The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines [with] the tender grape give a [good] smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. |
| 14 | O my dove, [that art] in the clefts of the rock, in the secret [places] of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet [is] thy voice, and thy countenance [is] comely. |
| 15 | Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines [have] tender grapes. |
| 16 | My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his: he feedeth among the lilies. |
| 17 | Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether. |
